circle

Thus...
the
unending
is
maintained


(This poem was originally set with the text wrapped around in a circle. It was intended to be that way, but there is no way to do that on my blog unfortunately)

Moment

Just waves sent over
time
passing through
doors long shut
sealed
inside the musty atmosphere
swirling to life
as the gusts of
memories faded
once again
traverse the forgotten
it was with
great deference
bowed heads and
solemn acknowlegement
that came from within
the without
and the rest
settled back
into silence
absolute

Lust 2

It goes without
saying
every thought
so loud
but through
a thin veil
seeking
like a bloodhound
only to rest
festering
smoldering
never
making a blaze